"This ...... It's ......"

This was completely unexpected, the white curtain wall in front of him was not fully enclosed, but a wall similar to a cuboid. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe reason why the firefox crashed into it and couldn't move for a while was because the wall had an adsorption function.

This white curtain wall can "suck" some larger things, but it is helpless for smaller things, the biggest reason is that the demonic power on the curtain wall is unevenly distributed, like a spider web, and there will be loopholes in some places, and the red boy also grasped this, and then used the spell of the fire fox to turn the fire fox into a thin and small fire snake. The Fire Snake has a lot fewer contact points with the curtain wall than the Fire Fox, making it easier to find the loopholes in the curtain wall.

"What's wrong? Yang Wudi, aren't you surprised?"

The red boy stood about a few dozen feet away from Yang Wuyi, quietly looking at Yang Wushu with a frightened face.

I saw that the fire snake had already penetrated into the top of the white curtain wall, and that Yang Wushu didn't know if he was scared stupid or his brain was broken, he actually watched the fire snake crawl over the white curtain wall he cast.

Yang Wushu stared at the fiery snake tightly, not moving.

Actually, it's not that Yang Wushu doesn't want to hide, it's that he can't hide. He struggled a few times, but it was useless, his whole body seemed to be frozen by some kind of spell, and no matter how much strength he tried, it was only in vain.

There was a strange red light flowing in the eyes of the fire snake, as if it could control Yang Wuving's soul, as long as Yang Wuving stared at the eyes of the fire snake, he didn't want to escape, unless the red boy took back the fire snake, otherwise Yang Wushu would never want to leave the sight of the fire snake for the rest of his life.

For this, Red Boy is not very clear, he only knows that the little fire fox can become a fire snake, but he doesn't know that the fire snake has such a domineering characteristic. Therefore, the red boy understood Yang Wuving's motionlessness as being stupid.

The same goes for the audience. They sat in the audience, lamenting Yang Wu's stupidity and Red Boy's wit.

"Damn, it's not that I don't want to move, are you all blind?"

overheard the discussion of several audiences, Yang Wudi was anxious and aggrieved, and tears were about to come out. Judging from the current situation, he has no chance of turning defeat into victory.

Whew!

With two howls like a violent wind, the fire snake was already lying on Yang Wuving's arm, stretching out its fiery red tongue, ready to move.

Yang Wushu didn't feel any discomfort except that his body couldn't move, but the panic in his pupils instantly magnified a hundred times.

The fire snake's mouth opened and closed, as if it was demonstrating against Yang Wuyi. Suddenly, the fire snake's body bent slightly, opened its mouth, and quickly bit Yang Wuving's arm.

"Ahh

Yang Wu's screams pierced the silence of the entire Jindan competition area in an instant.

I saw that Yang Wuving's lips were pale, his face was distorted, and large beads of sweat fell from his face to the ground.

At this moment, he was in great pain, he felt as if he had entered hell, every part of his body was scorched by the raging fire, and he was turned into ashes inch by inch, the pain was unbearable, and life was worse than death.

"Red boy, just kill me!"

Yang Wushu gritted his teeth and said. He would rather die than suffer this pain. In his heart, it was an insult.

"You want to die? It's not that easy. ”

How could Red Boy let Yang Invincible go so easily. If you want Yang Yue, the king of the shell, to receive the greatest punishment, then you have to make Yang Invincible worse than dead!

Yang Wudi's face was pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead became denser and denser. In the end, he couldn't bear the bone-eating pain, and fell to the ring with a "poof" and fainted.

"Daddy, come and save me......"

This was the last thought that flashed through Yang Wushu's mind before he fainted.

Yang Yue, who was meditating in the cell of the law enforcement team, suddenly felt a cramping pain in his heart, and after a while, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a fishy smell.

"Invincible!"

Yang Yue, the king of the shell, frowned and said to himself secretly.

He once explained to his son that if his son was in danger, as long as he sent a distress signal to himself in his heart, he would immediately appear by his son's side.

However, his son has always been strong, from childhood to adulthood, for more than ten years, he has never sent himself a distress signal.

And, for the first time.

"There must be some danger to Invincible! No! I can't stay here! I must go and save him!"

Yang Yue, the king of the shell, was anxious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush to Yang Wuving's side immediately.

Yang Yue closed his eyes tightly and forced out his Yuan Shen, that's right, he hoped that his Yuan Shen could get out of this cell.

However, as soon as Genshin walked to the door, he was fanned back by a strong light.

"Yang Yue, you still want your Yuan Shen to escape from prison! Hehe, you are really naïve, this place has long been set up by the saint, no matter your physical body, or your Yuan Shen, you must stay here honestly!"

A slightly shrill male voice came into Yang Yue's ears. He could hear it, it was the warden's message.

Yang Yue really had no choice, his body went limp, he fell backwards, and his head accidentally hit the hard stone wall of the cell, and blood flowed out.

However, he felt that it was nothing, and the most uncomfortable thing was his own heart.

I'm sorry baby son, Daddy let you down this time.

Yang Yue thought of his son, and a tear accidentally oozed from the corner of his eye, quietly sliding across his cheek.

At this moment, in the ring of the Jindan Division, the red boy is enjoying the joy of victory.

He knew how to stop in moderation, and after Yang Wushu fainted, he withdrew the little fire snake. After all, now was not the time for him to put Yang Wushu to death.

The audience cheered for the performance of the red boy, and even a few of them danced excitedly.

"This one, Red Boy wins!"

The referee held up the red boy's arm, and his voice could not hide his excitement.

The red boy bowed to the audience, then jumped out of the ring.

And the poor Yang Wushu was carried off the ring on a stretcher by the medical workers in the competition area.

Instead of lingering in the arena, Red Boy went straight to the preparation area.

He didn't want to lose his friend.

He really cares about the friendship between him and Blackie.

He was afraid that he and Xiao Hei would accidentally disappear into each other's worlds.

The red boy ran as fast as he could, fearing that if he slowed down a little, the brother would be gone.

"Blackie, how's the preparation?"

The red boy sat next to Xiao Hei, turned his face sideways, stared at Xiao Hei and asked, his eyes full of seriousness.

"That's it, so-so. ”

Xiao Hei looked indifferent, and he didn't even look at the red boy.

(To be continued.) )